Starting a new semester soon, hoping to do a lot more for this new cohort of students. I want to see more of ‘em go through the inspiring transformation I’ve seen in every cohort. Was doing some reflection in the vacation and I think the kind of work I’m doing has got a lot to do with growing. I try my best to nurture students. Develop businesses through the consultancy work. And I grow my plants. There’s something really satisfying in all these.

And it’s my greatest joy to see little Missy grow. She’s just completed all her jabs over the 18 months. We’ve come a long way, missus and I. Wifey’s been an awesome mum :-) One thing I’ve realized from this is that ‘dad-hood’ started the moment we realized the pregnancy. Before Missy had her name and we knew her gender, we were already treking the path of parenthood. Although she’s 18 months, I’ve been a 24 month plus dad. 2 years. Wow…

Keep growing.

And here’s an idea I have: If you are one dollar and you keep improving by 1% a day. In one year’s time, you’ll be $37.

Don’t stop improving.


Halfway through her apple in her little hands, it slipped and she grabbed with a quick scoop. Laughing out loud, just the two of us, our eyes locked. She went on to do it a few more times and we kept laughing, a little harder each time. Such a joy to hear her chuckles.


How’s Life?

26Feb10

It’s great because I’m living it the way I would like it to be. As part of work, I’m digesting business strategy books rather efficiently. And I agree with my colleague completely on how it is awesomely cognitively stimulating.Just did a 240 pg within a day. Moving on to another today. And it’ll still be a good stack waiting with more on the reservation shelf from the library. It’s 12.05am and I’m itching to dive in to the next book but I must refrain lest my mind gets over-stimulated and I can’t sleep.

The little Missy is much more verbal and communicative these days. I love catching her little expressions. Eyes darting between daddy and mummy when we discipline her with verbal reasoning – it’s difficult to hold a straight face telling her not to splash her food around when I just want to laugh out loud at her expressions. I like her little bursts of joy, like when she tried to feed Latte with her piece of bread (she ate all the cheese, she knows the good stuff, ha!). She yells and cheers whenever either of us is back home and mummy or daddy also match with a little victory dance in tune with hers. We’re just as happy to see you too. Another funny thing she does is to do a multiple-half-squat dance when she sees herself in the mirror, with the look of glee on her little face.

I love this recent idea I’ve come across and I want to pick up the book – it’s from the Harvard stable and the main feature is to judo your business opponents. Perhaps it’s my mixed martial arts training that I’m dipping myself into that helps me appreciate it more. Be fully committed if you want to make a move, echoed by the wise words from Master Yoda that adorns the gym locker room, “Do or do not, there is no try.” I want to carry this phrase for the year and push hard.

And, I salute my Missus for the strength she has shown, caring for missy so well and to put up with the occasional not-so-good stuff from me. Hanging on together, I’m determined to do well for us.

I want to engage in more purposeful play with Missy too ‘cos of this idea I came across about tinkering, doing ‘dangerous things’ with your kids and play. Of course Missy’s too young for all of it, but I want to hold on to the essence and I’m looking forward to the next TEDx Singapore event on play scheduled for Q3 2010.

Good night.


..to catch a glimpse of my pa planting a gentle kiss on my girl’s forehead. To see this side of the man was unprecedented for me. Perhaps the little Missy has transformed grandpa. Or maybe grandchildren have the amazing power to bring out what we’ve never known about our parents. And maybe they see something in me for the first time.

Maybe they see themselves in us as we care for the little ones. And as we care for the little ones, we see them in ourselves.


I didn’t know parenthood could make me feel this way. I’m thankful to have you.




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